Azra

I'm in a little local cafe and the women behind the counter started griping to each other, "Oh Christ, Stephen's back again," "It's him, is it? I thought he'd stopped coming," "It's definitely him, look, it's bloody Stephen on a Thursday morning," "Do you want me to get rid of him or are you going to do it?" and so I was peering outside, trying to spot this nightmare customer, this pestilence of a person, this pox upon the cafe trade, and then one of the women from behind the counter ran outside, clapping two trays together loudly and yelling "GET OUT OF IT, STEPHEN!" and it turns out that Stephen is an absolutely gigantic fuck-off seagull who hangs around outside, menacing people for crumbs

So Boston is straight up running out of beer because of all the Scottish tourists in for the World Cup

I love cultural exchange

eddie has never let buck off his leash for the simple reason that eddie is not holding the leash and never has been. neither is buck. they are both off leash barking at shit and rolling in the mud together.

tbh if anything eddie puts HIMSELF on a leash and then sits there on the porch whining because he wants to go roll in the mud but he can't, he's on a leash :(